(Minghui.org) Greetings to all fellow practitioners! I am a 12-year-old young practitioner who hasn't been cultivating diligently. I could share many stories about the relationship I have with Master. The following is a true story that I want to share with you of how Master gave me a revelation in my dreams.

One night my grandma and I went to bed after studying the Fa. My dream soon took me to a wonderful place. I dreamed that mom and I were playing in a park where I had never been. Just when we were having a lot of fun, the sky suddenly changed. There was an extremely loud noise, and then meteorites and debris of various sizes fell from the sky. People around us were screaming and were very scared. They hoped that they could escape the danger brought by the huge meteorites. Yet mom and I were very calm, knowing that the “big elimination” had come. We recited silently, “Falun Dafa is good. Truthfulness-Compassion-Forbearance is good,” and we were safe and sound.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at a small cabin. I sat on the bed and played video games. Suddenly, our stately and compassionate Master appeared in front of me with many other practitioners standing right behind him. I was also standing behind Master. Beneath my feet, there appeared a layer of clouds. Master planned to bring us to the heavens through the thick wall nearby. We didn't get through it the first time. Master, who was leading at the time, shouted, “Have faith in Master!” I was very excited and nervous, yet my heart was filled with trust in Master. The second time around, we passed through the wall.

After a flashing white light, I was back in the small cabin again. There was a letter from Master on the table. I could feel at the time that Master was sending the message to my brain, “Young practitioner, you are not cultivating diligently and still have human attachments. You have to cultivate well from now on and return to the heavens! Master has faith in you!” Tears were rolling down my cheeks when I finished reading the letter. I cried loudly and made up my mind to cultivate well and return to the heavens with Master!

Just like that, I woke up. I couldn't stop crying and was both happy and sad. I know that there are still many young disciples and fellow practitioners who don't cultivate diligently. I hope that we can cherish the limited time, cultivate well, and return to our original “home!”